St Lukes Hospital School of Nursing - Blu Chambray Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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luke? Row As I glanced about me, I was struck by the sheer beauty of everything. It was even more beautiful than the description I had read in my Bible when I had been a child going to Sunday School. There were the gates of heaven, great gates of pearl, with gold casings studded with diamonds. Everywhere there were Howers and birds. I had forgotten all about asking for admittance into heaven, so busy was I with the wonders about me, when suddenly a beautiful angel with great gauzy wings appeared, beckoning me on to the gates. I tried hard to keep up with her and she turned and gave me a smile of encouragement. It was a lovely smile, all silvery and shining. I stood there thunderstruck for suddenly I recognized the features of Gertrud Petersen, a very dear friend of mine, with whom I had been in training and sure enough that silvery smile was due to the bands she had put '. V on her teeth our last semester in training. I Pete, Petey, I cried as I ran after her, don't you recognize me? J X' l in 4. She smiled a sweet ethereal smile and vanished. I was so disap- li-H-flff' pointed I think I would have cried had not a benevolent old man in white-flowing robes stepped in front of the gates. Everything about him was permeated with the goodness and love which radiated from him. I 1 4 felt unworthy but I think I had the grace to blush as I stepped up to him f and asked to be admitted into heaven. ' I shall look over your records, said St. Peter, for of course it was he, the guardian of the gates. At his command another angel brought a great white book to him. I had never seen so many red marks before, not even on report cards or efficiency records. I looked on the opposite page and there was Sally Hayes' record. I was so thrilled I almost tore the book from St. Peter's hands. .,....,.. Why, Pete, I cried, shes an old pal of mine but how g o o Q ,1 dis, come she hasn't as many red marks as I have P ZEZVQN 'rf' 5 St. Peter was rather disgusted with me, I think, but he said, , ', Sister Hayes is Mother Superior in a hospital in Gilroy. She is ly L C a fine woman even though she was an opinionated youngster who was hard to manage. I ,rf -I Well, Pete, it's a great life if you don't weaken. But hurry A up. If my report decides that I'l1 not be quite at home here let W4 X me know and I'll be meandering along down to Hades. ' 'f , And then much to my surprise and joy, for the descriptions A U M fl, of Hades I had heard were not very encouraging, he gave me I the benefit of the doubt and opened the gates. I had never seen 1,94 pf W anything quite so beautiful. The streets were paved with gold 6 4 ? and there were large and beautiful mansions on both sides of l II' the street. I stepped up to the lirst and most luxurious home and asked St. Peter for the key.